Novels by Poen Konnet

Night settled over the city like a dark veil, the tall buildings glittering beneath a sky filled with restless clouds. Logan Brooks stood quietly in his private study inside the mansion, staring at the shiny stone resting on the polished table.The stone had changed everything.Ever since the day he discovered it, his strength had multiplied, his awareness had sharpened, and his enemies had begun to fall one after another. Yet Logan still did not fully understand the source of its power.Charlotte walked in quietly and noticed his thoughtful expression.“You’ve been staring at that stone again,” she said gently.Logan did not immediately reply. He picked up the stone slowly, turning it between his fingers as its faint glow flickered.“This thing saved you,” he finally said.Charlotte nodded.“And it destroyed those who tried to harm us,” she added.Logan placed the stone back down carefully.“That’s exactly why I’m cautious about it.”Charlotte frowned slightly. “Why?”“Power like thi

Marcus Collins had vanished from the city shortly after the confrontation at the estate. No one had seen him publicly since that night. Sophia had retreated into her mansion, rarely leaving except for essential matters. Their once-vibrant social presence had faded almost overnight.And Charis…Charis remained the most mysterious piece of the puzzle.Logan had not heard from her again after her visit to his office.Still, he knew better than to assume anything.People who tasted power rarely forgot it.One afternoon, Logan sat reviewing financial reports when his assistant entered.“Sir,” she said respectfully.Logan looked up.“Yes?”“There’s someone here to see you.”Logan frowned slightly.“Name?”“Charis Collins.”For a moment, Logan said nothing.Then he leaned back slowly.“Send her in.”The assistant nodded and stepped out.A minute later, the door opened.Charis walked inside.Logan studied her carefully.She looked even more different than the last time. The sharp arrogance th

That night, Logan returned to his mansion with Charlotte beside him. The streets of the city were quiet, but his mind was still alert. He had neutralized Marcus Collins and his operatives, but he knew that power struggles never ended—they only paused until the next move. Charlotte could sense his tension, though she tried not to show it.“Logan,” she said softly as they entered the living room, “it’s done. They’re gone. You handled everything.”Logan nodded but didn’t sit immediately. He placed the shiny stone back on the desk, staring at it thoughtfully. “It’s not just about handling them. It’s about making sure nothing like this ever happens again. The Collins family might be quiet now, but desperation can make anyone dangerous.”Charlotte stayed close. “And what about us? After all of this… after everything that happened?”Logan’s gaze softened slightly. “We rebuild. We recover. But there are some things that can’t be undone, and some truths that can’t be ignored.”Charlotte swallo

Marcus Collins’ words kept repeating: “Sometimes the most dangerous enemies are the ones you never see coming.” Logan knew it wasn’t idle chatter. Marcus had been humiliated, his plans for influence crushed, and yet he was still bold enough to hint at some hidden scheme. That arrogance, combined with desperation, made him dangerous.He walked over to the table, picked up the shiny stone he had discovered days ago, and turned it over in his hands. Its polished surface reflected the city lights, and for a moment, Logan remembered how it had awakened new insight in him, how it had revealed the truth about Charlotte’s mysterious behavior. He had seen the depth of deceit orchestrated by Charis, but now he needed to see the next layer—the potential moves Marcus Collins might make.Logan closed his eyes and focused. He pressed the stone gently against his temple and let the subtle energy flow through him. Instantly, his senses sharpened. He began to visualize patterns, connections, and relat

Charlotte seemed to sense his thoughts.“You’re thinking again,” she said softly.Logan exhaled slowly. “Because problems don’t just disappear, Charlotte. They retreat. And when they come back… they usually come back smarter.”Charlotte folded her arms thoughtfully. “You still think the Collins family might try something?”Logan didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walked back toward his desk and sat down, tapping his fingers lightly on the polished surface.“Their pride is wounded,” he finally said. “People like Sophia and Marcus Collins don’t accept humiliation easily. Losing their wealth, influence, and reputation in a single day… that kind of fall breeds desperation.”Charlotte frowned slightly. “But their daughter… Charis… she’s already in that state. Would they really still think about revenge?”Logan leaned back in his chair.“Desperate people don’t always think logically.”Before Charlotte could respond, Logan’s phone buzzed again on the table.He glanced at it.Unknown numb

Logan stood in silence for several minutes, letting the city hum beneath them. The night felt unusually calm, almost as if the chaos of the past weeks had been temporarily suspended. Charlotte stayed beside him quietly, her presence a soft reminder of what truly mattered in his life.After a while, Logan finally spoke, his voice low but steady.“Charlotte… there’s something I need you to understand.”Charlotte looked up at him, concern flickering across her face. “What is it?”“This city, the people we deal with… power and influence, they aren’t what they seem. One misstep, one weakness, and it can all be used against you. That’s what I realized these past weeks with… everything.” Logan paused, his gaze distant as memories of the hypnotized Charlotte, Dante, the Collins family’s schemes, and the stone’s power flashed through his mind. “And you… you’ve been caught in that web too. But now, I need us to move forward. Carefully.”Charlotte’s eyes softened. “I understand, Logan. I truly d

In the dimly lit courtroom, the judge pronounced Frank's sentence with a solemn voice, "Frank Stevens, you have been found guilty of your involvement in the conspiracy to harm Donald. Your actions have caused immense pain and suffering. The court hereby sentences you to twenty-five years in prison for your crimes."As the gavel fell, Frank's world crumbled around him. He had been a willing participant in Albert's sinister plans, but now he faced the consequences of his choices. With his head bowed, he was led out of the courtroom, his freedom forever lost.Meanwhile, Rodney's fate hung in the balance as his trial unfolded. The evidence against him was overwhelming, from his confession to the damning testimony of his former associates.The weight of his crimes pressed heavily on him, and as the days turned into weeks, Rodney knew that the outcome of this trial could be his last.The day of Rodney's sentencing arrived with an air of anticipation. The courtroom was packed with spectators

One evening, as Amelia and Suzy sat in the Williams living room, sipping tea, Suzy opened up about her doubts regarding Scott, her suitor."Amelia," she began hesitantly, "I'm just not sure about Scott. He's so different from the guys I usually date. He's quiet and reserved... I don't know if he's the right fit for me."Amelia listened carefully, her heart going out to her sister. She could see the uncertainty in Suzy's eyes, but she also saw the love that shone through when Suzy spoke about Scott."Suzy," Amelia said gently, "sometimes, we have to look beyond the surface to see the beauty within. Scott may be quiet, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care deeply for you. Within the little time I've seen him here, I've noticed the way he looks at you when he thinks no one's watching. It's a look of pure adoration."Suzy sighed, torn between her feelings for Scott and her uncertainty. "I guess I just need some reassurance. I want to be sure that he's as committed to this relationship as

One sunny Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Williams and Suzy decided it was time to extend an olive branch to Amelia. They had been reflecting on their past judgments and treatment of her and felt a deep sense of remorse. They realized that Amelia had transformed into a remarkable woman and deserved their love and support. Suzy was the one who picked up the phone to make the call. She dialled Amelia's number, her fingers trembling with anticipation. After a few rings, Amelia's warm voice filled the line. "Hello?" "Amelia, it's Suzy," Suzy began hesitantly. "I was wondering if you and your baby would like to come over to our place today. Mom and I have something we'd like to talk to you about." Amelia, surprised by the invitation, agreed. She had hoped for reconciliation with her family and was eager to see if this was the beginning of a fresh start. "Sure, Suzy. We'd love to come over. What time should we be there?" Suzy quickly arranged a time, and they hung up. She then turned to her mo

On a crisp, early morning, the sun had just begun its ascent, casting a gentle golden hue across the city. Albert was preparing to leave for work. He meticulously straightened his tie, checked his reflection in the hallway mirror, and grabbed his briefcase.As he stepped out of his front door, the cool morning air greeted him. He started down the path toward his car, parked at the curb.The familiar routine of his daily commute was etched into his subconscious, and he moved with a sense of purpose. But as he reached the car door, a sudden, sharp voice cut through the calm morning air."Albert Dallas, freeze! Put your hands up!"Albert's heart skipped a beat as he turned to see several police officers, their badges glinting in the morning light, guns drawn and pointed at him. Panic surged through him as he raised his hands in compliance, his briefcase slipping from his grip and landing on the pavement with a thud.The neighbours, drawn by the commotion, peered through curtains and from

Amelia sat on her bed this morning, As the first rays of sunlight pierced through her living room window, she felt something she hadn't expected - sharp cramps in her tummy.At first, she dismissed the discomfort as nothing more than indigestion from last night's dinner. But as the minutes passed, the pain intensified, and she realized that this was something different. Something significant.Amelia tried to stand up, but the pain was too much. She knew she needed help. With trembling hands, she reached for her phone and dialled the number of her next-door neighbour, Mrs Johnson.Mrs. Johnson had always been a kind and caring woman, and Amelia hoped she would be able to assist her in this moment of need."Hello, Amelia?" Mrs. Johnson's voice came through the phone, filled with concern."Mrs. Johnson," Amelia managed to say between breaths, "I'm in a lot of pain. I need your help. Can you come over?"Without hesitation, Mrs. Johnson assured her that she'd be right there. In a matter of

The day was bright and sunny when Vera was scheduled to be discharged from the hospital. She had made significant progress in her recovery, both physically and emotionally, thanks to the unwavering support of Albert and the therapy she had undergone.Her heart still carried the memory of her late husband, Donald, and the strange encounter at their wedding, but she was determined to move forward.As Vera sat on the hospital bed, she became lost in thoughts as she remembered Donald and how much they loved each other before he suddenly passed away. Still lost in thoughts, the door to her hospital room swung open slowly.Vera's heart raced, thinking it was one of the nurses or therapists coming in for a routine check. But when she turned her head and her eyes met the figure standing in the doorway, her world seemed to stand still.It was Donald!Vera's eyes widened in shock, and she felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Dona

Grey's reputation grew exponentially across Croatway and all over Weston. His success in business and his dramatic rescue of his wife and child had made him a household name. Newspapers, television channels, and social media platforms were abuzz with stories of his exploits and excellence. Grey bec

Grey paced his living room, waiting for any news on Nora. She had been missing for hours, and every minute felt like an eternity. He had already contacted the police, but they had found no trace of her. Desperate, Grey called his most trusted men and ordered them to start a thorough investigation al

Nora let out a gasp of terror as she was yanked backward. It was a fierce man looming over her with his grip like iron on her arm. "Thought you could get away, did you?" he snarled, dragging her back toward the house. Nora struggled, but her strength was no match for his. She held her baby even clo

The ropes binding Nora's wrists dug into her skin, but she ignored the pain. Her baby’s cries had long since faded, replaced by an eerie silence that filled her with dread. Outside the room, Bradley dialled a number with her face a mask of cold fury. “Where is Grey?” she demanded, her voice sharp a

Nora’s breath caught in her throat as she recognized them. Bradley, Carol, and Sandra—the wives of Jeff Hordes who had glared at her and her family with disdain during the reading of Jeff's will. The same women who had harbored resentment towards her and Grey for receiving the bulk of Jeff’s estate.

Nora was driving home from work one evening, the sky a soft orange as the sun set behind the hills. Her thoughts were a jumble of the day’s events and the upcoming plans she had for the weekend. In the back seat, her newborn baby slept peacefully in the car seat, while her carer, Emily, hummed a lul

Dave stood there with his fists clenched and his patience finally at its breaking point.He had tolerated enough of Jerry’s arrogance, his lies, his constant need to take credit for things he had nothing to do with.But this time?This time, he wasn’t letting it slide.He took a step forward, his voice cutting through the air with a sharpness that made everyone stop."Jerry," Dave said coldly, "since you enjoy taking credit for things you haven’t done, let’s talk about reality, shall we?"Jerry smirked, completely unbothered. "What are you going on about, Dave? I helped Ava, simple as that."Dave’s eyes darkened."Your father," he began, "is nothing but one of the low-status staff in Hendrix Group—one of the companies under the Great Kevton Chamber of Commerce."The smirk on Jerry’s face faltered.Dave continued. "He’s been hanging by a thread there for months, hasn’t he? The company is downsizing, cutting off unneeded employees. And what did you and your father do?" He chuckled dar

Within minutes, Ava arrived at the chamber—this time with Dave by her side.The moment the car pulled into the grand compound of the Kevton Chamber of Commerce, her heart pounded with anticipation.Ava’s eyes immediately scanned the area, and then—She spotted Jerry.He stood near the entrance, speaking to someone in hushed tones.Ava’s face lit up with relief.If Jerry was here, it could only mean one thing—he had pulled some strings for her."Jerry!" she called, approaching him with a cheerful smile.Jerry turned, his expression smug yet welcoming."Ava," he greeted, his tone smooth and self-assured. "I told you I'd take care of it, didn't I?"Ava’s confidence soared.There was no doubt in her mind now—Jerry had used his family’s influence to get her membership reinstated.She was back.With that assurance, Ava proceeded into the chamber building, walking briskly toward the office that had summoned her.As she stepped into the large conference room, her breath caught in her throat.

Within an hour, Ava was back in the city. The anxiety she had felt on the way had not lessened—if anything, it had intensified. She clutched the paper with the address Dave had given her as the cab sped through the city streets. When the driver finally pulled up in front of the destination, Ava’s breath caught in her throat. Before her stood an exotic mansion—a structure so breathtaking, she had to glance at the paper in her hands again, making sure she had the right address. Dave is here? Ava stepped out of the cab, her heels clicking against the pristine pavement as she approached the grand entrance. Her mind whirled with questions. Who owned this majestic place? How did Dave—the same man who had been captured by Jacob Dale’s men—end up here? Nothing was making sense. The moment Ava stepped inside, she felt as though she had entered a dream. The interior was beyond luxurious, with elegant chandeliers casting a soft golden glow over the grand hallway. The sc

Ava sat frozen, gripping her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.The world around her felt like it was collapsing.President Carl… dead.Her membership in the Kevton Chamber of Commerce… revoked.Who did this?Who had the power to shatter everything she worked for in a single moment?Ava’s heart pounded as she tried to think of someone—anyone—who could help.She knew Dave couldn’t help her now. He had only secured her membership through Carl’s influence.And now?Carl was dead… and Dave had been kidnapped.Ava had fled the city to avoid being captured like Dave, and now, she was left feeling completely alone.She inhaled sharply, her mind racing.Then, a name surfaced in her thoughts—Jerry.Jerry wasn’t behind her membership, but his family held enormous influence in the city.Maybe… just maybe…She hesitated for a moment, then quickly dialed his number.After two rings, Jerry picked up. “Ava! I was just about to call you.”His voice was smooth and confident, as always.

Dave moved with the same calm precision of a man who knew exactly what he was doing. His fingers danced over the screen, making a few swift calls.Then, he set the phone down and folded his arms. “I told you, Jacob. I could make you… or break you.”Jacob scoffed, leaning back in his chair. “You’re an idiot and you can do nothing!"Just as he was about to order his men to beat Dave senseless, his phone began to buzz violently on the desk.Jacob frowned, eyeing the screen. His personal assistant’s name flashed across it.With a sneer, Jacob picked up the call. “Make it quick. I’m about to end someone’s life.”The voice on the other end sounded panicked.“Sir… it’s over. We’re finished!”Jacob’s face darkened. “What the hell are you talking about?”“Sir, our company… it’s bankrupt! All our major investors have withdrawn their funds! There’s nothing left! If we don’t act immediately, the company will be a complete write-off!”Jacob froze.His company? Bankrupt? Impossible!A sharp, sic

News of Dave’s capture spread quickly through the Dexter household like a wildfire.Ava’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Dexter, sat in their lavish living room, exchanging concerned glances. The air was thick with tension. The revelation that Jacob Dale’s men had promised to return for Ava had struck a deep nerve.Mr. Dexter folded his arms, pacing. “This is bad. This is very bad.”Mrs. Dexter placed a trembling hand over her chest. “Ava, you need to leave town immediately. If they’re coming for you next, we can’t take any chances.”Ava sat in silence while her mind was in turmoil Run away? Leave Dave behind?Mr. Dexter nodded in agreement. “Not only you, Ava. We’ll relocate the entire family—for now, at least. If Jacob Dale wants revenge, he won’t just come for you. He’ll come for us all.”Ava’s mother sighed dramatically before adding, “And honestly, dear, maybe this is a sign.”Ava furrowed her brows. “A sign?”Her mother leaned forward. “A sign that you need to let go of Dave. Divorce